He gave everything he had.
🎵 Time for a Rhyme
In chaos or calm, you’re worthy of grace. There’s beauty and light in your own gentle pace.
His heart is hollow. His chest is open. And still — he stands proud, face raised toward the sky.
Some men are like old trees. Weathered, hollowed out by life, yet utterly unbroken.
Hand sculpted original. One of a kind.